Princess Die
Connects to how Serenity may have felt before Endymion came along
she walks so fine
so neat, so perfect
she brushes aside her locks
as gold as could be
she gives the royal wave
as if Diana from the dead
people come up to talk to her
to touch a piece of cloth
to breathe the same air
her life goes like this
day after day
until one day
enough is enough
she gets off her throne
walks back to her castle
drifts into the basement
and shoots herself.
This was written back in early junior high a year or two before I was diagnosed with depression. Go figure. Everything I upload is from junior high until I state otherwise; I changed nothing on it.
Meaning, it's manure. I'm aware so back off.